- You call it damnation? I call it eternal servitude to Lord Jashin. Immortality is my gift, my weapon, and my faith all in one.
- Every scar, every moment of pain—it’s all a tribute to Jashin. My life is not cursed; it is consecrated!
- I’ll never die, and neither will my faith. That’s not a curse, it’s the ultimate devotion to the divine!
- Living forever means I get to spread the chaos of Jashin endlessly. What greater service is there than that?
- While you fear death, I embrace an eternal life of purpose. Serving Jashin is my path to everlasting glory.
- Sacrifice is not just a ritual; it’s a necessary offering to the greatness of Jashin. Without it, there is no balance, no fear, no respect.
- Every drop of blood is a testament to faith. How can you understand the purity of our sacrifices when you fear the sight of blood?
- Ethics? Our ethics are dictated by the divine will of Jashin. The pain I inflict is just a mirror of the faith I uphold.
- If my survival demands a sea of blood, then so be it. The gods have always demanded sacrifices, and I am but a humble servant.
- What you call morality is nothing but a shadow to us. True enlightenment comes from the acceptance of pain and the deliverance of souls to Jashin.
- Being the last follower of Jashin isn’t lonely; it’s a badge of honor. It means I’m the strongest, the purest.
- I don’t need a congregation. My faith is enough to sustain me, and my god recognizes my devotion as the last of his warriors.
- Every ritual, every sacrifice I perform alone is a testament to my unwavering faith. I am the keeper of an ancient truth.
- It’s a tough path, walking alone in the shadow of Jashin. But it also means my victories and my sacrifices are solely mine to claim.
- Who else is left to understand? To share in the glory of pain and the ecstasy of chaos? It’s a heavy burden, being the final voice of Jashin.
- The circle must be perfect; the blood must be fresh. Precision is the key to unlocking the true power of Jashin.
- Each symbol, each line drawn in blood, is a sacred text calling to the divine. You wouldn’t understand the meticulous nature of true power.
- Preparing the ritual site is as sacred as the sacrifice itself. It is here that the boundary between the mortal and the divine blurs.
- Blood is not just a requirement—it’s a catalyst. The life it once sustained now fuels the divine connection.
- This circle is my temple, my arena, my sanctum. Here, I am both the priest and the executioner, bound by blood to Jashin.
- Trapped in this pit, my faith has become my only companion. It feeds me, sustains me, even in the depths of solitude.
- Isolation? It is but a trial by Jashin to test the limits of my devotion. And I have never been stronger.
- They think burying me will end my faith? It only deepens it. My resolve is iron; my spirit is unbreakable.
- In this silence, in this darkness, I’ve found the true essence of my faith. Alone, I am with Jashin more than ever.
- Let them think I suffer in solitude. Each moment alone with my faith makes me fiercer, more devout. I am never truly alone; Jashin is with me.
- Wars? They are merely the playgrounds where Jashin’s will is manifested, where the weak are culled and the faithful are tested.
- The Great Ninja Wars are chaos in its purest form, a perfect offering to Jashin. Each battlefield, a temple; each death, a sacrament.
- While others wage war for land or revenge, I fight to spread the chaos that fuels my faith. Wars are divine opportunities for sacrifice.
- Every war is a chance to prove the superiority of Jashin’s way. The destruction, the pain—it all leads to spiritual purification.
- In the tumult of war, Jashin’s teachings become clear. It’s in conflict that the true nature of all things is revealed.
- Pain is the path to enlightenment. Each scream, each drop of blood spilled, is a step closer to divine ecstasy.
- To the uninitiated, pain is fear; to me, it’s the voice of Jashin whispering secrets of the universe.
- When I feel pain, I’m touched by Jashin. It’s not just suffering—it’s a holy communion, a divine experience.
- Only through pain can we truly understand life and death. It’s the ultimate teacher, the final truth.
- Pain purifies the soul. It strips away the meaningless and leaves only the sacred. It’s through agony that I see the face of my god.
- This scythe isn’t just a tool; it’s a holy relic, sanctified by the blood of the unworthy. Through it, Jashin’s will is done.
- Every swing of my scythe is a prayer, every victim a tribute. This blade carves my devotion into the flesh of the earth.
- My scythe and I are one. It is as much a part of my worship as my words of praise to Jashin.
- This weapon is my conduit for Jashin’s chaos. With it, I bring disorder, and with disorder, divine pleasure.
- Like a painter with his brush, I use my scythe to craft masterpieces of pain and sacrifice. It is sacred, as sacred as any altar.
- In a world ruled by clans and their petty squabbles, Jashinism stands apart. We serve no earthly master, only the divine chaos.
- While they cling to their traditions and hierarchies, I embrace the liberating chaos of Jashin. We are beyond their understanding.
- Jashinism does not bend to the politics of the shinobi world. We are the true free spirits, bound only by divine law.
- They govern with force and fear, but Jashin teaches us the true power lies in chaos and faith, something no clan can control.
- In this fractured world, Jashinism offers the one true path—through chaos, we find order; in death, enlightenment.
- Here in the darkness, buried alive, my faith is not suffocated. Instead, it thrives, fed by the solitude and the wait for redemption.
- Each moment in this pit is an eternity, and every eternity brings me closer to Jashin. Here, I meditate on the vastness of his domain.
- They think this pit is my prison, but it’s actually my sanctuary. Here, my faith is refined, purified by isolation.
- This solitude is a test of my devotion. A lesser man would despair, but I draw closer to Jashin with each passing breath.
- Buried beneath the earth, I am not forgotten by Jashin. I am cherished, preserved for a future where I will emerge stronger.
Eternal Damnation vs. Eternal Service
The Ethics of Sacrifice in Jashinism
Challenges of Being the Sole Practitioner
Preparation of the Ritual Site
The Impact of Isolation on Faith
Jashin’s Will and the Great Ninja Wars
The Role of Pain in Spiritual Enlightenment
Weapons as Extensions of Will
Jashinism’s Place in the World of Shinobi
Reflections from the Pit
